I've been watching the new Ken Burns documentary on Country Music. I have always had a soft spot for country music. At times during a shuffle a country song would pop up in the play list and the wife would go where did that come from? I grew up watching KTLA channel 5 on the weekends. They would broadcast country bands on top of a flatbed truck. I also have memories of Buck Owens.
The curse is that his documentaries run two hours straight, with no breaks. A fade to black soon gives way to a new direction. The curse? I have to time my liquid intake prior to watching the series. No bathroom breaks. I do have to learn how to plan ahead to record the series.
Gotta go, Patsy Cline is coming on.
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